At The Beach House

“Why the serious face? What are you thinking of?” Those were the first words my stepfather asked me as a I was staring contemplatively on the horizon. “Nothing serious, really. Just clearing my head!” I said to Daddy Aldo. For reasons beyond my understanding, water draws emotion and it pulls this meditative mood inside me. For a change, my mouth’s shut and my mind is doing all the talking.

“Would you like to join your Mom and I for a walk?” said Daddy Aldo. I figured out I wasn’t doing anything, so I decided to join them. I grabbed my poncho and was about to put my shoes on when Mom said, “No need for shoes dear! Do you see me and your Dad wear any? We’re going barefoot.” I didn’t want to be the odd ball, so I went ahead and left my water shoes by the stairway. And so Mom, Daddy Aldo and myself went for a walk along the shores of the Pacific Ocean. It was relaxing and the breeze brought this inner calm. But half the time we’re laughing , as Mom was teasing me and telling Dad of my childhood stunts. So I was chuckling myself in faze and humiliation.

And after a good hour of leg work, Mom and Dad decided to call it a day; while I asked to stay behind and enjoy the ocean as it meets the sky. I watched the sun set and let the breeze blow my hair away from my face. My mind, surprising empty and my soul revitalized from all the deleterious episodes of urban living and the toxic effects of my profession. After a week long of rest and a day here at the beach house, I feel like I’m brawny enough to face my assiduous-ludicrous life.

This week end at Mom’s house was fascinating, feels like I’m in a serene sanctuary. Where I’m shielded from my usual frustrations and doldrums. Here, I have both my mother and father to protect me. Who’s unconditional love is greater than the ocean outside and who’ll always look at me as their child, regardless of my size and age (let’s not talk about it now, Hahaha). They allow me to be lazy, be myself and do whatever I desire. Here at my Mom’s house, I am no accountant, no sibling, no friend — I am just my mother’s child and I am simply, Nell.